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Your knocks towards my door is like ocean waves to my soul
Your touch is like living waters
When you touch me I am made whole
Your still small voice only your sheep knows it,
many rivers of water your love flows through this vessel
Make me out of new wine for I am not of the old
Polish me pure, lord I want to be white as snow
Make me blameless for I am worth more than rubies and gold
Behold the lamb is coming for a spotless bride
Are you ready
No one knows the time
Lamps trimmed
filled with oil and wise
As the lord welcomes me in with open arms

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 17, 2021 ⏰

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